I have to admit that compared to the martial arts conference, Mo Wen's skill has improved by more than one grade, An Qianyue feels that Mo Wen is probably his opponent now. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, in all countries, An Qianyue is a little powerless, judging from Mo Wen's current skills, he is not his opponent at all, and Qiao Lianqi is even worse than her, and she has always been a gag.

Fortunately, the silver needle arrived just in time.

If it weren't for the silver needle shooting in through the window paper, An Qianyue would almost not be able to guarantee that he would be caught by Mo Wen in the next second.

"Murong Yue!"

An Qianyue naturally knew the silver needle, so she shouted anxiously, and Mo Wen dodged away because he wanted to avoid the silver needle, which finally allowed An Qianyue to have time to breathe.

And after An Qianyue's words fell, Murong Yue had already flashed in, quickly blocking in front of An Qianyue, staring at Mo Wen with a handsome face and an unkind face, it was simply black and unusual.

Trying to get his hands on his woman?

It's really a long life.

"Ouch, Murong Yue, don't look at me like that, I don't have any interest in owning the world."

Seeing Murong Yue looking at himself with an unkind face, Mo Wen waved his hand and asked Murong Yue not to beat himself first, and added randomly, "I just heard that Phoenix Star's life has a miraculous effect, and I just want to save my life by this, don't be so stingy." ”

Mo Wen smiled very sincerely, saying that he really didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to borrow An Qianyue for a night.

Well, that's really all there is to it.

However, this is really going too far.

Murong Yue didn't even bother to scold him, and then rushed at Mo Wen, in his heart, anything can be given to others, but only his wife and children can't be someone else's.

And Mo asked this, obviously priing his scales.

It's just too tired to live, forget it.

"Oh, you person, why don't you understand that there is something to say!"

Seeing that Murong Yue waved his big hand, a row of silver needles flashing with cold light flew towards him, and even, blocking his retreat in many directions, Mo Wen's hippie smile finally restrained a little.

Only then did he realize that it turned out that what he saw that night, Murong Yue, who was physically exhausted, was pretending.

"What do you have to say!"

An Qianyue also snorted coldly, and after a little stability, she also joined the camp again, of course, before that, she didn't forget, first pushed Qiao Lianqi aside and let her go to the corner to nest.

Although she didn't think she was fighting five scum, if she was really innocently affected in Xuanyang, she would not be able to explain to Qiao Qinghan, right?

After a period of ping-pong fighting, Mo Wen finally got a little tired, after all, it was a two-on-one fight, and there would still be some pressure more or less, and besides, once the Shenyang Gong was broken, the level would definitely be discounted.

It's just that An Qianyue couldn't help but think of one thing, the broken Shenyang Gong is already so powerful, so, if the Demon Pattern really refines this Shenyang Gong, what extent will it be obtained?

It's naturally good to have a good mind, but now Mo Wen has already broken the jar, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid it will really be like what Master Huijue said.

Appalling.

"Hmph, it's worthy of being Ling Xu's apprentice, if it's really that weak, it's really insulting his reputation."

Mo Wen gasped slightly, leaning against the door on the one hand, as if he raised his eyebrows at Murong Yue leisurely, seemingly nothing, but in fact, Murong Yue's skills still surprised him.

Judging from the news he got, he thought that after saving Murong Ya, Murong Yue would really be as he showed, only having the power to bind the chicken, and he could no longer use internal breath.

But now he realized that he was the one who underestimated the enemy.

It's all because Xu Yuqing is that idiot, she is also the daughter of the sect master of the Qingxin Sect, but she can't even see this clue on Murong Yue since she was a child, which really makes him feel annoyed.

It's okay now, the opponent is not easy to solve, not to mention, the beauty in the mouth is about to fly.

"You don't deserve to mention him."

Seeing Mo Wen muttering about Ling Xuan again, Murong Yue's face became even more difficult to look at, such a person, repeatedly mentioning the name of his master, was simply insulting his master!

So, before the smile on Mo Wen's face could be enlarged again, Murong Yue rushed at him like the wind again, this time, he also took the soft sword in An Qianyue's hand, and the sword flowers were pulled up one by one, as if they were snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow, and the momentum was compelling until Mo Wen's eyes.

"Good time!"

Seeing this, Mo Wen also suddenly became interested, and then the sword in his sleeve suddenly came out of its sheath and also met Murong Yue.

At this time, the fight for An Qianyue is already an incidental idea for him, anyway, as long as Murong Yue is defeated, let alone An Qianyue, aren't the women in the entire harem his?

And An Qianyue watched the two of them fight again, and her heart couldn't help but raise her throat, she knew that Murong Yue's body was really injured, and she was afraid that she would hurt her body again if she was so hard at this time.

However, Mo Wen was still on the side and was not defeated, but An Qianyue didn't dare to say anything, for fear of dividing Murong Yue's heart, and even more afraid that Mo Wen would know about it and use it as a handle to defeat Murong Yue, so he could only do it in a hurry.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore, Amitabha!"

When An Qianyue was secretly anxious, a Buddha horn suddenly came from outside, which was like a bell, but it was very solemn, which made people feel like they wanted to worship sincerely.

An Qianyue was immediately overjoyed, he was Master Huijue!

Immediately afterwards, before the person arrived, the golden Zen staff with a golden ring flew in from afar, hitting Mo Wen's back directly, and then, a figure wearing an eight-treasure ruyi robe quickly broke in.

It was as if in the blink of an eye, Master Huijue appeared in front of him out of thin air.

An Qianyue remembered that Master Huijue's move, called a thousand miles in an instant, was once demonstrated at the martial arts conference, and it was also a high-level martial art that was not passed on in Buddhism, which was really amazing.

"Don't ask, you haven't looked back!"

"Dead bald donkey, you don't meddle here!"

Master Huijue stood quietly in place, watching Mo Wen dodge the golden Zen staff with a twist of his body, and by the way, he kicked the golden Zen staff back to Master Huijue, and then quickly jumped to the other corner of the room, and seeing this, Murong Yue also chased after him fiercely.

"Don't chase it, leave the rest to the old man."

Seeing that Murong Yue still wanted to continue slashing at Mo Wen, Master Huijue hurriedly stopped him, and then, holding the golden Zen staff, he walked steadily and heavily, slowly approaching Mo Wen.

Seeing this, Murong Yue was also happy to save trouble, so he obediently retreated, stretched out his hand to hug An Qianyue's slender waist, and planned to observe together the two of them, what Master Huijue was going to do.